Chapter 28:

Qianbi Island is really a terrible place. Almost all the boatmen heard the name and refused to cross into the sea.
Only a white-haired old man agreed. He stroked his beard and sighed deeply, his pitiful eyes seemed to be looking at a group of dead people. It's this look that makes many people shrink back. Shen Shengyi thought for a long time, and sent a few disciples from the Dianchang faction, but no message came back as soon as they left.
In the dead of night, people can only hear the rustling sound of page turning.
The person resting on Yu Shengyan's legs seemed to have fallen asleep. After a long time, a light smile came from her mouth. In this room, besides her and Yu Shengyan, there was also a man in black kneeling on the ground. Fu Wanqing curled up her drooping hair, facing the black-clothed man who had been waiting for a response, and said lazily: "Those who sneak into Yanxia Island secretly, let them go, even if they have great skills, I can't find any treasure."
"There is one more thing related to Qianbi Island." The black-clothed man secretly glanced at Yushengyan, with a slight hesitation on his face. "The left envoy of Qianbi Island has also come out. The shop we originally received from the Bishui Sect was taken back by them. The brothers are still a bit injured."
"No problem, let the brothers recover slowly." Fu Wanqing snorted and paused for a while before she said again, "No one of the righteous knights will cross them into the sea. They are ordered to prepare a big ship and carry them into the sea. Since they are eager to die, there is no need for us to stop them."
"Yes." The man in black nodded and took the order to leave.
Wei Xian, the left ambassador of the Bishui Sect, is not a sage, he is much better than the woman Lou Kexin. Fu Wanqing squinted her eyes and was about to inquire about Yu Shengyan. She looked at the faint expression on her face and then dismissed her thoughts. She sat up, took out the manual in Yushengyan's hand, and asked, "Do you want to go back to Bishui Education?"
"What do you want? What if you don't want to?" Yu Shengyan glanced at her and said quietly.
"If we think, let's go to Bishui Jiao, if we don't want to--" Fu Wanqing paused, and Ming Yan smiled, "We still have to go to Bishui Jiao."
"It's up to you." Yu Shengyan answered softly.
"The White Dao Alliance depends on the younger generation. I don't know what the old foxes are laying out secretly. Let's join in the fun. The moment the White Dao Alliance fell apart, how could I be missing?"
Fu Wanqing has been planning to dismantle the Baidao Alliance, and this mood is more urgent than removing the Bishui Sect.
November, winter night.
There is a huge ship moored on the sea, and the lights are so bright that the stars and the moon in the sky are eclipsed. The five-masted sails are gradually full, and this huge ship is like an off-string arrow, heading towards the black sea. The waves are surging, and there are rushing waves on all sides. Where did the Zhong brothers find this huge ship? The people of Jianghu do not know, they only understand that this huge ship will take them to a distant place where hope and despair coexist.
In the cabin, banquet and banquet, the warm spring expelled all the chill in winter.
"It's like being in the Chunfeng Yixiao Lou again, Brother Zhong, where did you find the big ship? How about the owner? Why don't you come out and let everyone see you?"
"Owner of the ship, he may be busy with something." Zhong Shixiu gave a hey smile, and he turned his head and glanced at Gu Yu.
A crispy peanut fell into his mouth, and Yu Shengyan frowned. She took Fu Wanqing's hand and asked, "Gu Yu found this boat?"
"Huh huh." Fu Wanqing snorted softly, her eyes moving across the dancing girls.
This is a huge ship on the turbulent sea.
But the people of the rivers and lakes have been immersed in singing and dancing, forgetting where they are.
What if the giant ship sinks at this moment? These so-called young talents are all buried in the belly of the fish. The light in Fu Wanqing's eyes turned a lot, and her hand gently tapped on the table, humming a tune in her mouth to the rhythm of the song and dance, as if she was also immersed in the world of spring breeze and gentleness. .
Yu Shengyan's eyebrows were always frowning, she grabbed a few crispy peanuts and threw them into her mouth, tightening her eyebrows.
It's always like this when a few happy and some worry.
One thing, can’t teach everyone to be happy together.
Guo Ju sat next to Shen Shengyi. She didn't know what this person was talking about. Her eyes were just staring at the opposite Zhong brother, and Gu who was sitting between them, constantly being filled with alcohol. Yu. The drunk face is red, it seems that the peach blossoms are in the first bloom, and it is affectionate, with a thousand styles, but it is not toward me, but toward the Zhong brothers.
"Brother Guo, there is bleeding on your palm." Shen Shengyi frowned and said lightly.
The crushed wine glass pierced the palm of his hand, and the bright red color was reflected in his eyes. Guo Ju restrained the anger in his eyes and hid his hand behind him.
Yu Shengyan pushed the blurred-eyed Fu Wanqing, and said coldly: "Your little brother Guo is bleeding."
"Bleeding, no one can die." Fu Wanqing chuckled lightly, pointing to the women whose dancing sleeves were flying, and asked, "Is their dance beautiful?"
Yu Shengyan sneered, concealing a touch of wit in her eyes. She nodded and responded: "Beautiful, beautiful."
Fu Wanqing nodded, she stretched out her hand to hook Yu Shengyan's neck, like a drunk person, her eyes blurred. "It is said that the Master Jade of the Bishui Sect has never forgotten, can you dance alone for me?" Fu Wanqing didn't care about Yu Shengyan's increasingly cold face, she murmured as she nestled in Yu Shengyan's neck , "Those people are far less charming than you. When I watched them, I was thinking, if you were dancing, it would be great. But fortunately, it's not you, because no one can watch them except me."
Yu Shengyan was silent for a long time, and asked softly: "Do you really want to see?"
Fu Wanqing nodded.
Yu Shengyan suddenly got up and left the table in full view, while Fu Wanqing stood up slowly, stretched out, with a sly smile in her eyes. Fu Wanqing pumped her hand, and a white ribbon fell on her palm. In the puzzled eyes of the people from the rivers and lakes, he followed Yushengyan.
The people of the rivers and lakes were astonished for a moment, and then immersed in the singing and dancing.
Miss Fu has always acted treacherously, let alone add a demon leader Yushengyan?
Only Shen Shengyi's eyes were cast to the outside with curtains that danced with the wind.
Moonlight poured in from the window lattice, illuminating the small but not cramped cabin. Yu Xiao was spinning around in Fu Wanqing's hands, and when it reached his lips, it whimpered, like a song of weeping. Yusheng Yan's eyebrows are cold, like a fairy in the moon stepping in waves. She moved her body to the sound of the flute, but it was not like the dance of the group of women at the banquet, turning her sleeves back and forth like snow, whirlwind from left to right.
Both of them were on a whim, and when the song ended, they looked at each other speechlessly.
Yu Xiao fell on the ground and made a bang, and Fu Wanqing's lips curled up with a smile, which seemed a bit bitter. She asked: "Yushengyan, what will you do? What will you not?"
Yu Shengyan pinched her sleeve and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She said quietly, "What do you hope I will do, and what do you hope I do not?"
Fu Wanqing was startled and smiled: "I hope you can do everything, so you are worthy of being my opponent; but I also hope that you know nothing, so that only me, Fu Wanqing, stands in that position. "
"I never thought about arguing with you." Yu Shengyan sighed, "If you want to be the first, you just take it. I won't be able to compete with you. Just tell the people from the rivers and lakes that Yu Shengyan is defeated ."
Fu Wanqing's complexion changed, her eyes suddenly became deep, her fists were clenched tightly, and she angrily said, "Yu Shengyan, you are insulting me."
Yu Shengyan didn't understand Fu Wanqing's thoughts. The so-called number one is just a title. What's the point of coming? Her Fu Wanqing is now in a position that everyone admires. Is this to maintain her pride?
Fu Wanqing understood the doubt in Yu Shengyan's eyes, she pursed her lips and said, "Yu Shengyan, there is nothing in your eyes, but I am not this kind of person. There are many things in the world that I want to chase. I want to. Compared with your sword, I want to defeat you, it is the pursuit of fame and the pursuit of kendo. One day, your sword will be out of my sheath, and we will have a match."
Yu Shengyan shook his head, and said, "No, I won't draw a sword against you. The sword is out of the sheath, just for..."
"Just why?" Fu Wanqing asked.
Yushengyan lowered her eyelashes, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. She said word by word: "Sleeve sword is out of the sheath, just to punish the heart! Fu Wanqing, you have no heart, how can you do it with a sleeve sword? Will you scabbard you?"
Fu Wanqing didn't mind, she was like a fire, and it seemed very hot, but in fact it was colder than Kunlun Snow.
Fu Wanqing knew this very well in her own mind, and also in Yu Shengyan's mind.
"There is still more than a month left." Yu Shengyan whispered, her eyes moved away from Fu Wanqing's body and fell on the moonlight.
"Do you really want to leave me?" Fu Wanqing asked with a cold face.
She read out a feeling of distance from Yu Shengyan's words. As long as she thinks deeply, her heart will sting like a needle.
Yu Shengyan answered lightly: "It's not important."
"Heh." Fu Wanqing smiled. She fluttered her sleeves, stepped on the Yuxiao, turned and left the cabin, leaving only one sentence, "Yes, it is not important, it is not important at all. The three-month period is one If you pass, I will compete with you, and then either you will die or I will die. If you don’t want to, then you can just watch hello senior sister die in front of you!"
Fu Wanqing was angry.
Yu Shengyan bent down and picked up the jade flute, rubbed her dry eyes, and sighed deeply.